33.1: CC – THE REMIXES



WA[RRA]NTED, [MIS]TAKEN

– for Jane Gibian, with some trepidation [the] OFFER: 3 cans [of] fly spray [or equivalent led more or less straight to the] assorted videos [Unreflexive then, she was more hate, less] Ashbery. [The] Pregnancy test, Hurl[ed, spun like a …

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Black n White Silence

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Kerbside Collection Taken

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Nostalgia

Your window at my throat: the vaseline of strawberries & musk. I rode your lips lustrous, a smitten interior, bride’s breath broke open with salt silk mixed in the singing palms of apple trees. Your hand stripping the red from …

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Silence for indifference.

There’s a siren but far away, A kitten blows like tumbleweed down a street otherwise empty. The closed storefronts are vacant as dreams, and the traffic lights like absence before the raw, Streaks of wind, It is barely dawn, The …

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[After sleep the body’s imprint lingers]

~ In the summer, they are tiny, cotton puffs, thin with the need to escape … These winterdreams are heavier and take longer to sort. ~ unexamined life continuous digital glitch presenting as analog texture. In Fremantle we tour the …

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BEYOND BLACK & WHITE

SIMPLY BY SAILING IN A NEW DIRECTION A net of names drops into the illiterate sea. MY PRIVATE MISSILE CRISIS 28.03.10 Twice miss the mark by seconds. Quivering nights await The mechanic says my engine Is easily fixed Ignition falters …

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Downhill

On good days, I go uphill again; I walk uphill to get groceries. At the top of the hill, it goes down, there is a good place to sit near there. I walk uphill to get groceries, half-way, when the …

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Somewhere in Patagonia

It surrounds me the vernacular, the buzz of your land,

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sue tameS MY BROTHER

my Brother never appears on media as much of

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I am more empty

Pregnancy test,

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